Chapter 2542: Uncle-Master
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, “The victor has been decided. Why do we still have to fight?”
Tian Shuzi was speechless.
Zhang Ruochen said, “We agreed on this. Why do we have to fight to the death now? Is it true that all of you from the Fane of Death are people who go back on their words?”!!
Seeing the Supreme Saints of the Fane of Death staring at him with fierce eyes, Zhang Ruochen comforted them. He said, “Everyone, I don’t mean to attack the Fane of Death with words. I just think it’s not good for you to do this, and it will hurt the face of the Fane of Death. Where can you put the faces of the gods of the Fane of Death?”
As soon as he said this, the spectators who initially didn’t like Zhang Ruochen looked at the powerful figures of the Fane of Death with strange eyes.
The cultivators of the Fane of Death had made many jokes today.
Although the cultivators of the various clans in the Royal City of Hundred Clans didn’t say it, they despised it in their hearts. The three upper clans, the Fane of Death and the Supreme Saint, who walked out were just so-so.
In the end, the Fane of Death still had faces.
Tian Shuzi suppressed his anger and snorted. “I haven’t lost yet. How can you say that the winner has been decided?”
Yuan Benji and the other powerful figures of the Fane of Death had intended to advise Tian Shuzi not to fight Zhang Ruochen alone and to fight together.
Tian Shuzi saw through their thoughts. He secretly transmitted his voice. “You can’t fight. There are cultivators from the ten great clans in the Royal City of Hundred Clans. The Scioness of the Fane of Destiny is also nearby. The Fane of Death can not lose face again! I will take down Zhang Ruochen even if I have to die in this battle.”
The cultivators of the Fane of Death sensed Tian Shuzi’s determination. Their expressions froze. They realized how serious the situation was.
At the critical moment, Tian Shuzi might self-detonate his Sainthood Source and die together with Zhang Ruochen.
Tian Shuzi transmitted his voice again, “All of you, stay far away. If I can’t suppress Zhang Ruochen and lose to him, don’t attack again. Zhang Ruochen does have a huge advantage in the Royal City of Hundred Clans. It’s not too late for him to attack after he leaves the city.”
Yan Huangtu, standing on the tower, looked at the Fane of Death Supreme Saint, who was retreating. His expression changed slightly. “Tian Shuzi is really going to fight to the death. Xian ‘er, go to the Terra Demons’ emperor’s side.”
“Fifth uncle, Why are you so nervous? With the Kun Tower’s defense, unless Tian Shuzi self-detonates his Sainthood Source… impossible. It’s just a battle. Does he really have the determination to self-detonate his Sainthood Source?” Yanzhe Xian exclaimed.
Yan Huangtu sneered. “Tian Shuzi is indeed very talented, but he’s too arrogant. He can’t accept defeat or humiliation.”
How could Zhang Ruochen not see through the situation that even Yan Huangtu could see?
Thus, when Tian Shuzi approached with his saber, he removed Fei Zhong’s puppet body.
This puppet body was refined by Fei Zhong using the bones of a Paramount Realm dwarf and adding all kinds of precious materials. It looked and looked precisely like Fei Zhong.
The Saint Soul of the puppet body had long been wiped away by Fei Zhong.
However, when Zhang Ruochen and Gong Nanfeng rushed to the Oort Cloud Asteroid Belt, Zhang Ruochen refined it again. It was ready to be used.
“What trick is Zhang Ruochen playing now?”
“It seems to be a puppet.”
“He’s proficient in the Puppeteer saint technique?”
“Maybe it’s the technique, Raise Dead! There are ancient gods in Kunlun. To fight against the Corpusians, they developed Raise Dead. It was once prosperous. Zhang Ruochen was born in Kunlun. It’s not strange that he’s proficient in the technique.”
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Yan Zhexian and Yan Huangtu’s memories were erased, so they didn’t show any emotion when they saw Fei Zhong’s puppet body.
On the other hand, the emperor of the Terra Demons was slightly surprised. He nodded and smiled.
After the four Terra Demons Supreme Saints responsible for protecting Yan Zhexian and Yan Huangtu died on Hoth, the emperor of the Terra Demons personally went to investigate. He found the enemy’s aura at the place where the four Supreme Saints died.
That Aura was exactly the same as the aura of Fei Zhong’s puppet body.
Zhang Ruochen sent out 100,000 Spirits and flew into the puppet body.
The eyes of the puppet’s body suddenly opened and shot out a dazzling sacred light. Billions of precepts surged out of its body. Holding a battle ax, it drew dense lightning and slashed toward Tian Shuzi.
Rumble
The battle was about to start. The battle caused the long street to collapse. The blade light and the shadow of the ax crisscrossed.
Although Tian Shuzi had cultivated five trillion precepts, it was more than the precepts of some Paramount Realm Supreme Saints. However, he was still in the Banshi Isshou Realm. He did not form a Paramount physique.
Fei Zhong’s puppet body had once formed an independent thought and a Paramount physique. Although its battle prowess was still a little inferior to a true Paramount Realm Supreme Saint, it could fight equally with Tian Shuzi.
In the blink of an eye, the two figures on the long street had exchanged hundreds of blows.
Tian Shuzi was very depressed. If he fought with Zhang Ruochen’s real body, he would do whatever it took, even if it meant burning his lifespan and saint blood.
But now, he was blocked by Zhang Ruochen’s puppet body and could not move forward.
Was he going to burn thousands of years of his lifespan to destroy Zhang Ruochen’s puppet body?
The Supreme Saint of the Fane of Death, who had been waiting in silence, couldn’t do anything when he saw Tian Shuzi’s awkward situation.
He was silent for a moment. He transmitted his voice, “We made a mistake from the beginning. We shouldn’t have challenged Zhang Ruochen alone. In the end, we underestimated him. It’s too late to fix it now. Since Tian Shuzi asked us not to fight, I think we should listen to him for the reputation of the Fane of Death.”
Another Supreme Saint nodded in agreement. “If Tian Shuzi wants to fight to the death, a mere puppet won’t be able to stop him.”
A Supreme Saint was pessimistic. He sighed and said, “Let’s find another chance to deal with Zhang Ruochen. In the Royal City of Hundred Clans, we are too restrained. On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen has many trump cards.”
“Why don’t we persuade Tian Shuzi to stop… Okay, forget it.”
The Supreme Saint of the Fane of Death finished his discussion quickly and reached a consensus. No matter what Tianshuzi’s outcome was, they couldn’t attack. If they wanted to attack, they could only wait until they left the Royal City of Hundred Clans.
However, if they came with great fanfare and left with their tails between their legs, it would definitely damage the reputation of the Fane of Death.
They all hoped that Tianshuzi would use his divine power to suppress Zhang Ruochen. If Tian Shuzi self-detonated his Sainthood Source and died together with Zhang Ruochen, it would be a good ending.
The Terra Demons Emperor twirled his beard and smiled. “The Fane of Death and Tian Shuzi are in a dilemma. It’s time for me to show up and give them a way out.”
Whoosh
The Terra Demons Emperor appeared above the battle between the puppet and Tian Shuzi. He released his powerful spiritual power. With a wave of his sleeves, a powerful invisible power tore them apart like two leaves. He forced them apart.
The puppet retreated to Zhang Ruochen’s side, and Tian Shuzi retreated 30 meters.
The Terra Demons Emperor landed on the ground and smiled. “This is the Royal City of Hundred Clans. Fights between Supreme Saints are forbidden. You two are the best of the best in the Infernal Court. Can you give me some face and bring peace to the Royal City of Hundred Clans?”
Zhang Ruochen had already sensed the Terra Demons Emperor’s aura. He quickly cupped his hands, “It wasn’t my intent to disturb the order of the Royal City of Hundred Clans either,” he said. “The cultivators of the Fane of Death are too unreasonable. We agreed to settle our debts with one battle, but they can’t afford to lose. We’ve fought one battle after another.”
“Who can’t afford to lose? We haven’t settled anything yet!” Tian Shuzi said.
Zhang Ruochen argued. “Should we… continue?”
“Fight then. No one’s afraid of you?”
Tian Shuzi’s eyes were cold. He raised his saber and was about to step forward, but he didn’t step forward. After all, he wasn’t stupid. When the clan leader of the Terra Demons appeared, he realized that this was his chance to retreat.
The Terra Demons’ Emperor was an experienced person. How could he not understand Tian Shuzi’s mentality?
He quickly walked over and grabbed Tian Shuzi’s hands. Like a good person, he tried to persuade him. First, he praised Tian Shuzi for having the chance to become a Yuanhui-level figure in the future. Then he praised Tian Shuzi’s broad mind. He even praised the Fane of Death.
In short, he had given Tian Shuzi enough space!
Tian Shuzi stared at Zhang Ruochen. He seemed to have been persuaded. His expression softened slightly. “If the emperor hadn’t pleaded for you, I would have fought you to the death today.”
The Terra Demons’ emperor’s heart trembled. He wanted to shut Tian Shuzi’s mouth. He had already given him space, so why didn’t he stop provoking Zhang Ruochen?
Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen had a big heart. He also wanted to resolve the hatred. He didn’t do anything too extreme. This made the Terra Demons Emperor sigh in relief. At the same time, he looked up to Zhang Ruochen even more.
It seemed that Zhang Ruochen didn’t intentionally kill the cultivators of the Fane of Death. He really had good intentions. He wanted to resolve the conflict between the two sides.
This was an attitude of requiting resentment with kindness!
The successor of Saint Monk Xumi was indeed extraordinary. Even when he came to the Infernal Court, he was still untainted. All the rumors about Zhang Ruochen that he had heard were probably untrue.
Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was gentle, Tian Shuzi took an inch and a mile. He said, “Release Que Shenzi and the three White Reapers. From now on, the grudge between the Fane of Death and you will be written off.”
The powerhouses of the Fane of Death surrounded Zhang Ruochen and released their Saint might pressure him.
The clan leader of the Terra Demons realized that something was wrong. The cultivators of the Fane of Death didn’t know how to stop when things were good. They were so aggressive. They really thought that Zhang Ruochen was made of mud.
“Zhang Ruochen, didn’t you want to resolve the conflict with the Fane of Death? We’re giving you a chance now. You have to cherish it!” Yuan Benji laughed.
Zhang Ruochen wanted to resolve the conflict and hatred, but he wasn’t stupid. He knew that even if he let the four Banshi Isshou Realm saints go, he wouldn’t be able to resolve their resentment.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and sighed. “Saint Monk Xumi once said that hell isn’t in the Infernal Court, but in people’s hearts. You all have hell in your hearts. How can you resolve this hatred?”
The two sides started fighting again.
Just as the Terra Demons Emperor was about to persuade them again, a loud Buddhist chant sounded in the crowd. “Amitabha! Uncle-master, we can help you resolve the hell in their hearts.”
“Uncle-master, there’s me.”
A monk in white and a monk in black squeezed out of the audience.
The white monk was fat, his face was as big as a basin, and his skin was as white as jade.
The black monk was tall and thin. He was as black as the bottom of a pot. Only his eyes and teeth were white.
They were Sikong the Elder and Sikong the Younger.
Previously, Zhang Ruochen’s spiritual power had been focused on the top powerhouses who could threaten him. He hadn’t noticed them, but he was surprised to see them.
How did they come to the Royal City of Hundred Clans?
Soon, Zhang Ruochen felt relieved.
Because he saw Cang Jie behind Sikong the Elder and Sikong the Younger. He was the Saint King of the Asuras that Zhang Ruochen met in the House of Enchanteurs, who sent him to Kunlun to send a letter to Ji Fanxin.
Zhang Ruochen had told him that if Ji Fanxin wasn’t in Kunlun, he would go to the Endless Abyss to find Kong Lanyou.
Did Kong Lanyou give this task to Sikong the Elder and Sikong the Younger again?
No matter what had happened in Kunlun, since Cang Jie, Sikong the Elder, and Sikong the Younger had come to the Royal City of Hundred Clans, it meant that Ji Fanxin had probably arrived as well.
Sikong the Elder had already broken through to the Supreme Saint realm. He could be called a “Bodhisattva” among Buddhist cultivators, but he did not look kindly. His face was full of smiles. He said, “Uncle-master, let them cultivate Buddhism. If they recite and copy the Maha Sutra a hundred times a day, there should be some effect.”
Sikong the Younger was like an angry Vajra. He said coldly, “The evildoers in their hearts are extremely deep, and their resentment is intense. Their killing intent has long been deeply rooted. If the Maha Sutra is not enough, they should be allowed to recite and copy the Maitrī Sunyata Sutra. Furthermore, each should build ten thousand temples and clay sculptures of Ten Thousand Buddhas. After copying the Maitrī Sunyata Sutra 100,000 times, we must teach them the Heart Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, the Shorter Sukhāvatīvyūha Sutra…”
Sikong the Younger said the names of dozens of scriptures in a row and said, “This is only the first step, to cultivate oneself. There is still the second step, the third step. The second step is to do good deeds and accumulate merits. The third step…”
Sikong the Younger kept talking while Zhang Ruochen nodded, apparently agreeing with him.
Que Shenzi’s face changed several times. If he ended up like that, would he still be considered a Deathkin?
If the Supreme Saint of the Deathkin became a cultivator, he dared to bet that his divine mother would kill him first. He couldn’t afford to lose face.
Yuan Benji shouted, “Two Buddhist cultivators dare to swagger in the Infernal Court. Come, suppress them. Nail their golden bodies to the city gate of the Royal City of Hundred Clans. Let them bleed to death.”
“Why can’t Buddhist cultivators come to the Infernal Court?” Sikong the Elder asked emphatically. “Buddhist cultivators were also present in the Yanluo clan. All Buddhist cultivators belonged to the same group. There was no international border. There was no separation between worlds. There was also no distinction between the Celestial and Infernal Courts. Am I right, Uncle-Master?”
Zhang Ruochen said, “That makes sense! Don’t worry, Junior nephews. Since you’ve come to the Infernal Court, I’ll protect you.”
“Zhang Ruochen, you can’t protect yourself!” Tian Shuzi said.
“Curse of Dark and Light!”
Cursed, Tian Shuzi couldn’t move. Zhang Ruochen threw him into the Sevenstar Imperial Palace.
It was too fast!
In just a moment, Tian Shuzi, who had been full of vigor just a moment ago, fell at the feet of Lian Xi.
Under everyone’s stunned gazes, Zhang Ruochen sighed. “Brother Tian Shuzi has too much resentment in his heart. His hatred for me has already seeped deep into his bones. The emperor had personally come to persuade him. We could temporarily put all of this aside and let time dilute the resentment and hatred in his heart.”
“However, my two junior nephews are here. Their method seems to be better. This is the fundamental strategy to turn the conflict into amity.”
As for why the Curse of Dark and Light could instantly curse Tian Shuzi?
Of course, it wasn’t Zhang Ruochen’s own power. In the Qiankun Realm, the Seven-Armed Elder had used his spiritual power to activate the Myriad Curse Bead.
The cultivators watching the battle didn’t know this. They were all shocked again, including the emperor of the Terra Demons.
The spiritual power fluctuation just now was even stronger than his.
As for the Supreme Saints of the Fane of Death, they all felt goosebumps when they saw Zhang Ruochen staring at them. They wanted to run away immediately. This Zhang Ruochen couldn’t have been transformed by another cultivator, right? He was too evil!
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